After Bai Yueguang's stand-in is passive and slow to work

This apartment is on the top floor, with large floor-to-ceiling windows and a wide view.

Jiang Zhiyu never had much warmth on the bed, the obedient and submissive posture of the person in front of him made his dark eyes fluctuate a little, and his movements became more unscrupulous.

When overlooking the unobstructed bright night view outside the window, the sudden sense of shame made Shen Heng feel hot all over his body, and the exposed skin on his chest was stuck to the glass that had become cold from the rain. The two extreme touches made him feel uncomfortable and stuffy. Humming and biting his lower lip.

"Don't hold back, call out."

Jiang Zhiyu let go of the hand pinching his waist, and mercilessly left a few red marks on Shen Heng's fair and thin back.

In fact, it doesn't hurt to beat like this, he just likes to admire Shen Heng's confused and sensational appearance when his palm falls from top to bottom.

In such matters, he always had some almost nasty tendencies.

The condoms I bought before have been kept in the drawer. When we first got together, Shen Heng softly reminded him a few times when he was in love, but later found that it was useless, so he never said it again.

This is also one of the reasons why Jiang Zhiyu is satisfied with Shen Heng.

sensible.

There is no man who doesn't like a sensible and well-behaved bed partner, and he is no exception.

Shen Heng's obedience has grown with the time the two have been together for a long time. When they met for the first time, he was still a student who was a little awkward when facing himself.

Four years ago, Western University celebrated its [-]th anniversary, and the school sent out invitation letters to all outstanding student representatives in the past with great fanfare.As the most outstanding one, Jiang Zhiyu was invited to give a speech on stage alone. In fact, to put it bluntly, he just said some specious chicken soup according to the manuscript issued by the school.

On that day, the auditorium, which can accommodate 500 people, was packed to the brim. The noisy laughter and the figures constantly moving around below were extremely annoying.

The host was still reading the lengthy introduction to him in the manuscript, Jiang Zhiyu covered his impatient eyes, turned his eyes away, and soon noticed the person sitting in the first row under the stage, who was reading some paper carefully with his head down .

The student lowered his head slightly, and from the stage he could clearly see the protruding and smooth arc of his white neck when he lowered his head.Just sitting quietly in the seat, the alienation and coldness soaked in the whole body is incompatible with the surrounding noise.

At the end of the host's speech, there was a burst of overly enthusiastic applause in the auditorium. He seemed to be frightened, and subconsciously raised his head. At that moment, his bright eyes met Jiang Zhiyu's.

The owner of the eyes has a very beautiful appearance. When he saw Jiang Zhiyu, he was stunned. At that moment, the originally calm and indifferent eyes filled with some secret emotions mixed with amazement and bewilderment.

After the speech, Jiang Zhiyu returned to the backstage. Before leaving, he saw a slender figure relaxing by the window, holding a few pages of documents in his arms, at the corner of the corridor.

Seeing Jiang Zhiyu's appearance, he seemed a little nervous, and there was something passionate and turbulent in his eyes, without any concealment, which could make people's hearts move.

He had only seen this kind of gaze on another person before.Jiang Zhiyu frowned slightly, feeling a little irritable in his heart.

One second before passing by, he heard the student's voice without any surprise.

He had a very clear voice, his voice was unexpectedly stable, and he couldn't hear the slightest tension, which made him a little impressed.

Shen Heng was wearing a loose white short-sleeve that day. When he raised his head to look at Jiang Zhiyu, his movements would involve the loose neckline, and the wild goose-shaped black birthmark on his collarbone was right there. It crashed into Jiang Zhiyu's eyes.

His heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly saw the proud and beautiful young man from before, pointing to the red and swollen goose-shaped tattoo on his collarbone, his eyes sparkling and he said to himself with confidence: "Yu Xiao is an outlier goose tattoo." , Jiang Zhiyu is his four seasons like spring."

That night, someone held Shen Heng's hands and kissed that piece of skin over and over again until it became red and slightly swollen, like a demon flower that was forced to ooze blood.

The two hadn't seen each other for a long time, but Jiang Zhiyu was as ruthless as ever this time.Shen Heng was in severe pain. He climbed up Jiang Zhiyu's neck with his arms and whispered pain in his ear a few times, begging for mercy with a soft voice, but Jiang Zhiyu ignored it, and the strength he used only increased.

In the end, Shen Heng was carried back to the bedroom.

He pressed his forehead against Jiang Zhiyu's warm chest, his black hair was casually draped over his forehead and ears, his slender eyelashes cast a curved shadow on his face, his fine white skin was under the bright cold light of the bedroom It looks a little fragile.

"Where?"

Jiang Zhiyu put him back on the bed, and when he changed his clothes, he heard some rustling noises. He turned his head, and Shen Heng had already sat up from the bed and put on his pajamas. His expression seemed to be still uncomfortable. So there was no movement for a while.

"Go to the bathroom." Shen Heng replied hoarsely, his waist and legs were so sore, and his throat was dry as if it was on fire.

Jiang Zhiyu understood what he meant, turned around and walked to the bed, and rubbed Shen Heng's face affectionately with the back of his hand: "It's okay, it's okay if you don't clean it up."

"I'll get sick." Shen Heng put his face against Jiang Zhiyu's back, raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were still wet, and his tone was coquettish: "Don't you feel bad?"

"Then don't move, I'll take you there." Jiang Zhiyu snorted softly, he was in a good mood tonight, leaned over and touched the back of Shen Heng's neck, kissed his forehead, picked him up from the bed, and entered the room. bathroom.

When Jiang Zhiyu woke up the next day, Shen Heng was still sleeping soundly in his arms, with messy hair draped around his forehead and face, his eyelashes trembling slightly with his breathing, like fluttering butterfly wings.

Probably not sleeping very comfortably, he rubbed against Jiang Zhiyu's chest, the bedding on his body slid from his shoulders to his chest, revealing a large area of ​​fair and smooth skin, his shoulder blades on both sides were covered by the shadow of the dark blue bedding, Ambiguous and beautiful.

Jiang Zhiyu stretched out his hand to help him pull up the quilt, Shen Heng was a light sleeper, moved his body in his arms, and opened his eyes in a daze.

Because he had just woken up, the corners of his eyes were still a little red, yesterday Jiang Zhiyu said he was taking him to the bathroom to clean up, but in fact he was pressed into the bathtub again, tossing and tossing until midnight.

"Husband." Facing those eyes as deep as ink, Shen Heng naturally rubbed over, wrapping his neck around his neck and whispering.

The two were lying sideways on the bed, in an extremely intimate position. Jiang Zhiyu didn't respond to Shen Heng's call of "husband", but instead raised his hand to wrap around his flexible and tight waist from under the quilt.

The sense of touch in the early morning is always extremely sensitive, Shen Heng felt the changes in the body that was attached to him, he shrank back unknowingly, hesitantly said: "I still have to go to work today..."

"It's still early." Jiang Zhiyu finally opened his mouth slowly, but there was a hint of strength in his lazy tone, dragging him by the waist and bringing him back to the front of him again.

Shen Heng has always had some hypoglycemia, after doing this in the morning, he felt a little dizzy.

He sat on the side of the bed for a while, Jiang Zhiyu fell asleep not long after tossing him, Shen Heng tilted his head and looked at him for a while, leaving a slight smudge on that perfectly sleeping side face Kiss, and then go to the bathroom to wash off slowly.

This apartment has all the daily necessities. Even if no one lives there, someone will come to clean and replace it regularly. Shen Heng made himself a glass of honey water and started to prepare breakfast.

He didn't know how to cook at first, but after being with Jiang Zhiyu, he learned about his favorite food, and slowly learned a little bit without knowing it.

Jiang Zhiyu came out of the bedroom after washing up, and Shen Heng was putting a plate of siu mai on the dining table, and next to him was a bowl of tomato and shrimp soup noodles, which was slowly dissipating the heat.

Seeing him coming out, Shen Heng smiled: "You're awake, I'm going to call you."

Jiang Zhiyu hummed, sat down at the dining table, picked up a spoon and tasted the soup. The sweet and sour tomato was moderately sweet, and the fresh and sweet taste wrapped in shrimp was his favorite taste.

"Are you going to work later?" Jiang Zhiyu glanced at Shen Heng. He was packing up some scattered documents by the sofa, with his head slightly lowered. The neckline of the black pajamas revealed a piece of white skin on the side of the neck, and his black hair was casual. Scattered on the forehead, gently shaking with his movements.

"En." Shen Heng didn't look up.

"I'll let Xiang Yi come." Just after Jiang Zhiyu finished speaking, he paused as if thinking of something, and then changed his words: "Forget it, I'll see you off."

"Okay." Seemingly surprised by the answer, Shen Heng's tone was filled with a smile, and he straightened up: "I'll go upstairs first."

After breakfast, Jiang Zhiyu glanced at the neat stack of materials that Shen Heng had collected as he passed the sofa, it was densely packed with words.He was not interested, just glanced at it, turned around and saw a man who had changed into a formal shirt coming down the stairs.

He had never seen Shen Heng wearing this kind of uniform before, and he was a little surprised.

The hair has been taken care of, fresh and dry, and looks a little less docile than when he was at home. His body is straight, and the thin waist wrapped under the white shirt has a beautiful curve, which makes people unconsciously think of it being taken by himself. The feel when pinched is warm and flexible.

Being watched by him like this, Shen Heng went downstairs, and looked away a little uncomfortable: "It's time to go." He walked to the sofa, bent down to pick up the stack of documents, and took Jiang Zhiyu's hand actively .

"…Um."

When being gently pulled by Shen Heng's palm, Jiang Zhiyu wanted to wave his hand away for a moment.

All intimate behaviors like this that could remind him of certain details in the past made him feel disgusted, so he restrained the irritability in his heart and agreed.

"Bringing so many documents back? Are you not tired?" Jiang Zhiyu asked casually when the two went out.

Shen Heng looked up at him: "Not tired."

"Well, if you feel tired from work, quit your job and stay at home. You won't make much money there, so you might as well take care of me at home."

The black Maybach parked low-key, and Jiang Zhiyu sat in the cab. Seeing Shen Heng shaking his head at himself very seriously, he couldn't help but sneered in his heart: "Have you got your license yet?"

"The law firm organized us to sign up before, but now it's an internship certificate, and we have to wait for a practice certificate." Shen Heng turned his head to look at him, with some puzzled eyes: "I told you."

"It's been too long, I can't remember clearly." Jiang Zhiyu replied in a quiet voice, staring intently at the gradually empty section of road ahead after leaving the garage, galloping fast all the way.

Before getting out of the car, Shen Heng took the initiative to put a light kiss on the lips of the people around him.

Jiang Zhiyu was ignited by the clothes he put on in the morning. At this time, he turned against the customer and pressed his shoulders, and ruthlessly rubbed against the co-pilot.

Shen Heng's face was a little red when he was kissed, panting lightly, he pushed Jiang Zhiyu's arm away: "I'm going to be late."

"I'll pick you up tonight." Jiang Zhiyu was very satisfied with Shen Heng's reaction, pinched his already bright red lower lip gently: "Go."